Unflatten myself

 Would I lose myself...
If something happened?

Approach me suddenly,
catch me off guard,
what will I do?

Stop looking outside.
Yet my eyes and heart,
keep turning outward.

You place me in your headlights!
and leave me there like roadkill.

Still I survive.
Pull myself back together,
and return to repeating weeks,
always watching for you.
In the corner of my vision,
like a frightened animal.

Is it savage
to want more space in the heart?
To seek different forms of love,
in a world built on hiding places?